He had been friends with his old buddy for decades and knew his character very well. Since his friend said so, it must be possible.
His grandson, Little Sato... could be saved!
However.
Could things really go as smoothly as he imagined?
...
...
The next day.
An old man dressed in a tightly-worn protective suit carried a bag and arrived at the entrance of Uemura's house, knocking on the door.
Creak~
The door opened.
"Old pal, Little Sato... is in your hands."
"Uemura Yamasato, don't worry!"
As they spoke,
The old man who was knocking took out a tightly sealed special protective suit from the bag and carefully put it on Little Sato.
After two months of fermentation, if one went out in the Gundo Honko area without covering their skin, they would be very susceptible to infection.
Uemura Yamasato stood at the door, watching his old friend take Little Sato away, his eyes filled with hope.
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Chofu City, eastern suburb!
